AN: Okay so this is my very first fanfic, let me down easy please. This is also the first and last time I will have a top author note so yay for those that hate top ones. Those who hate bottom author notes are out of luck sorry. Anyway this fanfic follows the random adventures of Zeke and Four in Dauntless. Their friendship/bromance doesn't get enough love (from what I've personally read). A very big THANK YOU to the lovely R Spark for being my beta.

Four leans back in his chair and drums his fingers against the booth's table. A sigh escapes his lips without permission. He chastises himself for being so attached to someone. He's just another one of his friends. Yeah, your best friend. Yeah, one that is always late. Besides I like being alone. He thought about that. No you don't. He pushes the thoughts back down with force. He's not even tipsy yet and he's becoming emotional. He's about to leave and just call it a night since he has to work the morning shift in the control room when Zeke comes barreling through the bar's door. Four smiles a little, a quick upward twitch of the lips, and beckons Zeke over. Zeke flashes him a lopsided grin and saunters over, taking a quick glance over his shoulder. Probably played another prank on the wrong person.

"Hey buddy, friend, oh pal of mine," Zeke coos at him. Four scowls and rolls his eyes.

"What did you do this time," Four questions. Zeke grabs a beer from Four and feigns a hurt expression.

"Four why do you think I did something wrong? I am always a good obedient citizen of Dauntless." Zeke sips his beer trying to hide his grin. Four just answers him with another eye roll.

"Oh I don't know maybe because the last time you called me a buddy, friend, and a pal in one sentence you were trying to borrow money."

"One time! And I needed something very important." Four snorts and takes a long pull from his beer before he counters Zeke.

"Dude, glow in the dark underwear doesn't count as important."

"Well they do when you're trying to get the ladies." Four throws his head back and laughs. Zeke pretends to glare at him, but he smiles just a little bit.

"What girl in their right mind gets turned on by glow in the dark underwear?"

"You would be surprised. This one chick I sexed was into beards. Full on beard fetish. It was freaky and cool at the same time." Four makes a face.

"Zeke first of all I don't think sexed is a word and secondly how many times do I have to tell you not to tell me about your sex life."

"Hey at least this time it wasn't in graphic detail," Zeke waggles his eyebrows, "unless you want it to be." Four nearly spits out his beer. Let's just say Zeke and sex storytelling was not one of his favorite conversations.

"No, I had nightmares for a week last time you told me in graphic detail."

"I believe the correct term my prude friend is a wet dream."

"No my gross friend, nightmare is the correct term when having to imagine your bare ass is involved."

Zeke gasps, "My ass is wonderful thank you very much." Zeke stands up and bends over in front of Four. Zeke grins at him cheekily and Four growls in annoyance. "I've never gotten a complaint before."

"Would you sit down already people are starting to stare."

"I know my butt is too bodacious not to stare." Four kicks Zeke's butt and makes Zeke go sprawling on the floor. Zeke plops down on his chair in a huff and pouts at Four. Four smirks at him and hands him another beer.

"Sorry I couldn't help myself your butt was too bodacious." They both look at each other and start laughing hysterically. Maybe it was the alcohol or the stupidity of the situation but the whole thing was pretty damn hilarious. By this time they must've looked like drunken idiots but Four could care less. They both gasp for air and wipe tears from their eyes.

"So you really think my butt is bodacious Four?" Zeke flutters his eyelashes. Four snorts in reply.

"Oh, what did you want to ask me earlier?" Zeke glances at Four in confusion and then the light bulb goes off. He leans in close and motions for Four to do the same.

"Oh yeah so if you see Shauna, hide me."

"Hide you? Why, what did you do dude?"
"I may have uh well uh accidentally sort of pulled a prank on her. And it may not have ruined her date for tonight." Four does a mental facepalm and waits for him to continue. "I, uh, sort of decided to play ninja with Uri and uh well kinda got paint all over her right before her date."

"Of the... why would you aim for her if you knew she had a date?"

"In my defense she walked into the crossfire!" Four physically facepalms and takes a long pull from his beer.

"Zeke you're my friend, hell my best friend even but I won't cross Shauna for you."

"Come on man I don't ask you for much. Besides you're Four she can't beat you up!"

"Dude she may not throw that great of a punch but she can kick really well."

"You just had to help her during initiation Four."

"Don't blame me because you got into trouble with her!" They continue to argue back and forth when they are interrupted by the bar door banging open. Four and Zeke look over to see a pissed off Shauna. Her clothes are clean but her face still holds a tint of blue.

"Shauna!" They yelp in unison. Zeke ducks under the table and gives Four his best puppy dog face.

"Please, please, please, please help me Four. I'll wash your laundry for a month. I'll wait on your hand and foot. I'll do anything." Four taps his finger on his chin, mulling it over and turns his head towards a nearing super pissed off Shauna. He nods ever so slightly to Zeke. Zeke smiles at him in thanks.

"Four," Shauna snaps. Four tries his best to look like his usual indifferent self but fails miserably. He drunkenly smiles at Shauna and waves at her. She crosses her arms warily eying the empty bottles on the table. Sure Four was more fun to be around when plastered but he becomes spacey also. Really slow and hard to talk to. You have to be drunk to understand him well and usually she was. But tonight was just not her night. She stifles a groan and gives Four a tight lipped grin.

"Hey, Shauna."

"Hey, Four have you seen Zeke anywhere?"
"How come it's always Zeke you're looking for why can't you be looking for me?" Shauna smiles a little. Four is such a little kid when he's drunk.

"I need to find him now."

"Oh because of the paint thingy." Shauna's eyes narrow.

"Yeah, have you seen him."

"Nope."

"You sure?"

"Yes ma'am I am. Heheh that rhymed."
"Yeah it did Four. See you around."

"Bye Shauna. Wait wait wait." Shauna looks at Four expectantly.

"Yeah Four?"

"Blue looks good on you," he tells her in a singsong voice. She just smiles at him and leaves.

Zeke peaks out from under the table.

"Is she gone?"

"Yeah man." Zeke wiggles his way out and gives Four a high five.

"Thanks man I owe you one." They bump fists and stagger their way out of the bar yelling to leave the beer on Four's tab. Four drapes an arm around Zeke and smiles.

"What are friends for?"

AN: Tell me what you think. Reviews and PMs are a great way to tell me. ;) But seriously if anyone has ideas about different adventures those two would have or constructive criticism lemme know. Until next times lovelies.